The best actor is on the line with a large [Transmigration Book]

The light from outside the window cast a shadow on the wall and fell on Xing Jue's cold brows. Jiang Huai raised his head and saw obvious shake and struggle on Xing Jue's face, which was close at hand.

Strangely annoying.

"Do you want to try to trust me again?" Jiang Huai asked.

Xing Jue's eyes fell on him again. If all Jiang Huai's lies to him were true, then Jiang Huai might be a very perfect lover.

He is both gentle and patient, and can understand his irritability, and then condone him unconditionally.

This way Jiang Huai is too good.

And Xing Jue's self-awareness is very clear, how can he be blessed to take on such a good thing?He is not his brother's lover.So he stood up neatly, got the scissors, cut off the rubber ring, then tore off a small piece and stuck it on Jiang Huai's mouth, squatted aside and warned him very sternly: "I don't believe it."

After finishing speaking, she moved to his feet, ready to wrap Jiang Huai's feet.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huai retracted his feet and stood up without any external force.

Xing Jue was startled.

The effect of this medicine is too fast!

Jiang Huai blocked the ray of light and stared at him against the light, his deep eyes lifted from the drooping bangs, like those scenes of extreme anti-killing in movies.

What about this guy surnamed Jiang acting in a movie with him?

Immediately, Jiang Huai walked towards him slowly, and the covered light outside the window flickered behind him, Xing Jue had a bad premonition in his heart, and pointed the scissors in his hand at him: "Don't come here .”

Jiang Huai's eyes fell on the scissors in his hand, then he raised one foot, kicked the blade lightly, and the handle of the knife came out of Xing Jue's hand and slid to a corner of the wall.

Xing Jue stepped back unconsciously, and then leaned against the wall behind him.

Knowing that Jiang Huai was willing, even in this situation, he could kick him down with his feet and reverse the whole situation. After realizing this fact, Xing Jue was aggrieved and almost cried.

There are no glove boxes or basement warnings.

He pursed his lips, learning from experience, and felt that he was not cruel enough when things had come to this point, and he still liked him after all, fearing that he would really suffer.

Just thinking about it made him want to slap himself twice.

Jiang Huai looked down at him, as if trying to figure out what he was thinking through his eyes, Xing Jue suddenly closed his eyes, in the darkness, he heard Jiang Huai's laughter, and then a warm thing pressed against his lips.

He slowly opened his eyes, and Jiang Huai's thick eyelashes came into view.

Jiang Huai kissed him through the tape on his mouth.

He ushered in this moment of comfort after being extremely nervous, and he couldn't help but soften, Jiang Huai supported him with his feet, his knees hit the wall, and his hot chest moved closer to him.

Xing Jue's hand pressed against his chest, while Jiang Huai just kissed him through the tape, tracing the shape of his lips inch by inch.

Xing Jue gasped for breath, his eyes were a little blurred.

Jiang Huai brought the edge of the tape close to his lips, motioning for him to tear it off with his teeth, but Xing Jue refused, so Jiang Huai gently rubbed against him with his knee.

Xing Jue's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he gritted his teeth tightly, but he was still defeated a little bit. He opened his lips slightly, bit the corner of the edge with his teeth, and pulled it off bit by bit.

Jiang Huai's eyes were filled with restrained and gentle desire.

Xing Jue was afraid that it would hurt him when he tore it, and he tore it slowly and lightly. Jiang Huai couldn't help but find it funny. He was the one who did it first, and he was the one who compromised his heart first.

"Dong dong dong—" There was a sudden knock on the door, and the two of them paused at the same time. Seeing that there was no response from the room, the people outside the door knocked a few more times.

Jiang Huai ignored it and signaled Xing Jue to continue.

Xing Jue held his breath, and bit the corner of the tape again amidst the knock on the door.

The knocking on the door gradually stopped.

The tape on Jiang Huai's mouth was finally torn off.

"Why are you so cute?" The tape on Jiang Huai's mouth was torn off by him, and he couldn't help teasing him: "En?"

Xing Jue's cheeks were surprisingly hot, and he reached out to cover Jiang Huai's eyes, "Don't, don't look."

Jiang Huai closed his eyes obediently, "I didn't look at it."

After finishing speaking, he kissed his lips, moved forward a foot and a foot with his soft tongue in his mouth, and then slowly stopped.

He was really just kissing him.

Xing Jue opened his eyes blankly, is this the end?

Jiang Huai moved away from him, the compelling desire disappeared instantly, Xing Jue's throat slid with difficulty, and he looked at Jiang Huai anxiously.

Jiang Huai noticed his uneasiness, and rubbed his forehead against his hair, "I said, I surrender to you."

It is completely different from the hypocrisy of the past.

He felt the man's heartbeat.

Xing Jue looked at him in disbelief, as if he wanted to find a trace of hypocrisy in his eyes, while Jiang Huai's face was full of unadorned tenderness.

In an instant, all reason was thrown away by him.

He hugged Jiang Huai's waist suddenly, threw himself into his arms, and pressed his face against his hard chest, unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Let's go, go take a shower." Jiang Huai said.

Xing Jue hammered hard on his arm, "That's all I have with you, right?"

Jiang Huai was startled, and couldn't help lowering his head, covering his lips with the back of his hand and laughing: "You have to have something to take a bath, right?"

Not really.

But what he said can be related to other things?

"I won't touch you." In order to show his sincerity, Jiang Huai straightened up and leaned back: "It's just a simple bath."

Xing Jue was dubious, turned on the light in the room, took the scissors, and hesitated whether to cut the tape on Jiang Huai's wrist.

He was afraid that Jiang Huai would go back on his word.

With his back turned to him, Jiang Huai was too sensitive to his emotional changes.

"Xing Jue, as long as you are willing, I will not regret it." Jiang Huai said.

With trembling fingers, Xing Jue cut the tape on his hand. The tape was tightly wrapped, and it took a long time to cut a small opening.With just this small opening, Jiang Huai quickly broke free of the tape.

Thinking of Yunan's end, Xing Jue took a timid step back.

Jiang Huai turned around, and while tearing off the tape left on his wrist, he looked at Xing Jue, who was holding scissors and was full of defense against him.

"Now you know you are afraid?" Jiang Huai asked.

Jiang Huai walked towards him, he stepped back, Jiang Huai's footsteps also paused, and then reached out to pat the top of his head: "I don't blame you, don't be afraid."

He couldn't believe it.

"It's not that I don't know who you are." Jiang Huai found a shirt from the closet and handed it to him, "Go take a shower."

He was simply too tolerant of him.

Xing Jue felt even more disturbed, always feeling that things were not that simple.

He took the shirt Jiang Huai handed over and walked into the bathroom. When Jiang Huai was halfway through taking it off, Jiang Huai pushed the door in. Xing Jue immediately held the shirt in front of him, "What are you doing?"

"The water heaters here are all solar-powered, and the amount of hot water is only enough for one person, so the two of us together..."

"No!" Without listening to him, Xing Jue already knew what would happen later.

"I won't touch you." Jiang Huai took off his clothes and pants, passed Xing Jue and turned on the hot water switch, "Really."

Jiang Huai took a shower very quickly. As soon as the water was hot, he began to wash his hair and take a shower. The bathroom was already narrow, and it seemed very crowded to accommodate two people. The overhead lights were dim, and the bruises on his back were faintly visible in the rising mist.As Ning Chen said, when he was working, he was very dedicated.And every inch of his muscle line is also terribly strong, each piece is distinct and tough, full of tension.

Xing Jue had never seen Jiang Huai in this situation before, especially when that happened just now, his throat rolled, he threw the clothes he took off into the storage basket next to him, and walked slowly to Jiang Huai's side , with her back to him, being careful not to touch him.

The corners of Jiang Huai's lips raised slightly, today's Xing Jue is really cute.

He turned around and looked at the silhouette of Xing Jue's bound hands and feet in the mist.Suddenly holding Xing Jue's wrist, he pressed him against the wall, "I'm going to bed first, there are new toothbrushes and face towels in the cabinet."

Xing Jue held his breath and didn't answer.

Jiang Huai stared at him, made a gesture to kiss him, and then stopped a few centimeters away, "Good night."

Xing Jue hesitated whether to grab him, but Jiang Huai's next words made him wake up instantly, "Xiao Jue, it's best not to provoke me today, I'm on fire in my heart, I don't want to hurt you seriously."

What he did today, Jiang Huai didn't feel angry at all, but he didn't think about venting it to him.

But if he took the initiative to provoke him, that would be another matter.

Xing Jue obediently withdrew his hand that was about to move, "Good night."

"En." Jiang Huai withdrew his hand and walked out with the towel by the door. The cramped bathroom suddenly became spacious. Xing Jue leaned against the tiles on the wall and took a deep breath.

The water gradually cooled down.

Xing Jue put on his clothes and opened the door slowly.Jiang Huai didn't sleep, but sat at the table studying the script, half-dry hair hanging in front of his eyes, and his slender legs were forced to bend.Although wearing the simplest shirt and shorts, it is still as beautiful as a pair of pleasing words.

Xing Jue licked his lips, "Jiang Huai."

Jiang Huai raised his head when he heard the sound, and waved to him: "Come here."

Xing Jue obediently walked over.

Jiang Huai took his hand, let him sit in his arms, held the blower beside him, and helped him dry his hair while reading the lines from the script.

Xing Jue glanced at his script, it was full of notes.

"Okay." Jiang Huai touched his hair, put down the hair dryer, and closed the script: "Go to sleep."

"Don't you read it?"

"Wait till you sleep."

Xing Jue never even dreamed about Jiang Huai like this, he was afraid that he was just a dream, and when he opened his eyes, there would be nothing.

Jiang Huai turned off the light in the room, turned on the desk lamp, went to bed and hugged Xing Jue, and closed his eyes.

"Jiang Huai." Xing Jue hugged Jiang Huai's waist and buried his face in his chest, "I'm sorry."

"it's not your fault."

"I know it's not my fault." Xing Jue paused slightly: "But when I think of you hurting, I feel sorry."

Jiang Huai: "?"

It turned out that he wasn't apologizing for his behavior, but just because he felt sorry.

Jiang Huai felt angry and funny.

After being silent for a while, Xing Jue asked again: "Have you...really changed your mind?"

"kindness."

"Why?" Xing Jue raised his head from his arms.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huai hugged him back into his arms, and put his lips against his hair: "It's just that my heart just happened to be moved."